I was very young when I first remembered my previous life . I was probably around two years old .

The nanny, who seemed busy that day, only gave me a rattle as a present, and left . For your information, I was two years & 24 months old . I was too mature to play with a rattle, but I had nothing else to do, so I listened to the rattle shake in my hand . As I was shaking it, I felt dizzy . I shook the rattle so hard that it shook me altogether . I had a sudden headache .

It was too much pain to bear at a young age . I couldnt scream . I held my head and turned to the floor . The next moment, I regained my previous lifes memories . It was ridiculous, but I really did . That was the first time I remembered my past life . The memory contained so little pleasure . In my previous life, I was a college student who lived in Seoul, Korea . The reason why I mentioned that I was a college student among many other identities, was because I died at a young age .

I died at twenty-one . It was a flower-like age . The cause of death was a traffic accident . To put it this far, my luck seems normal even if it was like that . But the problem was the cause of the traffic accident . I had a car accident trying to avoid a stalker . The stalker was a senior in my class .

When we first met, I was a freshman, I greeted them because I was a first-timer, answered their questions thoroughly because they were a senior, and laughed a lot while talking when the atmosphere became awkward . But who knew it would be the start of a fire?

Hey, why did you laugh with me then? Huh? Why, why did you do that?

I thought he was crazy . It was a day when I told him to stop his one-sided contact of kindness and gifts that lasted a year .

The stalker, who was wearing a mask called senior, found me in front of my house that night, with a knife and said exactly that . Wow, coming here the only day my web novel updates . Of course, being scared, I turned and ran . My opponent followed me and the longest chase in my life took place .

I was unlucky . I was so concerned about my pursuer that I couldnt even see around the corner that led me to the main road, where

Faang!

Well . Thats how it turned out .

Oh, the rattles coming off .

Thats how I felt when I remembered it . It wasnt a good memory .

Though I missed the family members and friends I had in my previous life, I felt so much more unpleasant that I died, that I covered my mouth . Ugh, its awful . If only I could rule out all the stalkers in the world . It was a painful memory to recall, but it wasnt a bad thing that I had remembered my previous life . It also had its strong points . One thing is that I was able to realize just how rich and luxurious my life here, started out as . This place was different in many ways from my old world .

There was magic instead of civilization, swords and carriages instead of guns and cars . There was a royal family and there was a hierarchy, just like the world in a common fantasy novel . And I was a noble here, not just any noble, but the eldest daughter of a high ranking family who was the highest rank among the families . What does that mean? It means I was born with a diamond spoon in my hand, not a gold spoon .

I wasnt envious of anyones power . From the moment my umbilical cord was cut to when I was born, there was a red carpet laid out for me on every road . I just had to walk on that red carpet and live happily ever after .

God gave me this gift because I died miserably in my previous life .

Oh, come on . Thats right! God thought it was fair . A year later, however, that belief brought the first crisis .

Shell be hurt if she finds out .

Madame .

I knew the secret of my birth . It turned out I wasnt a child born in this house . I was adopted . Somehow, my mother, the Duchess, who thought she would be a mother, was diagnosed with infertility before marriage, and she adopted me believing in that . But, that was a lie, and the the doctor who diagnosed her was a quack . Mom, no, the DuchessOh, I dont know . Anyway, my mother sobbed in a wet voice, saying she would put the doctor on trial .

At that time, my younger brother was in my moms stomach . I was done with this world . Really . How could you do this to me? God gave me a spoon . Whys he taking everything away now? Furthermore, it wasnt just because of the spoon, but because my mom and dad were good people . I thought it would be a warm and harmonious family .

I thought I was going to cry . I wish I didnt know . Then I would have been happier . Why did I have to wake up at this hour and get thirsty? Why did I have to go past their bedroom? How come the bedroom wasnt soundproof? There was no use in complaining . Since then, I often cried in my pillowcases secretly . I thought about my future and what would happen if I got kicked out .

But over time, I still didnt get rid of my burdens .

Hmm?

A year, or two years later, I couldnt wait to walk and run . Not long ago, I saw a toy knife and smashed a wooden post with it . How long can I stay in this house? Wondering about it, I suddenly caught the attention of a passerby and asked .

Bessie .

Yes, miss .

When am I getting out of this house?

What?

I was seven years old at the time . I replied by turning around and saying that I knew the secret of my birth . I could see Bessie, the maid, more flustered than ever before .

What are you talking about, miss? Dont mention that . No matter what anyone else says, youre my master . You are the daughter of the Duke . Dont tell me anything like that!

Bessie was so frightened and I was left blank . Huh, yeah? But I dont think I heard wrong in the past . Maybe she decided to keep it hidden . It was a good thing for me . To be honest, it was a relief . That day, I wet my pillowcase with tears of relief and joy, not sorrow . I welcomed the choice of mother and father with both arms .

Thank you! Ill do my best!

So the first crisis passed . Like I mentioned above, I was lucky because of my previous life . The second crisis appeared about four years later .

Sister .

Hmm?

Here . Its a birthday present .

Wow, when did you prepare all this? Thank you Whoa

On my 11th birthday . My brother put something out for me as a birthday present . I laughed and tried to answer, but I couldnt help but break .

Eup, Eup, Eup!

Whats this?

It was a person .

Moreover, I knew their face . Melissa, a maid in this house who was in charge of cleaning my room .

I looked in bewilderment at her, dressed in a pretty dress and wearing a ribbon on her head, while her whole body was taped and her mouth was gagged .

What, what, is this?

When I finally asked, my younger brother answered me without batting an eyelash .

A doll! What do you think? I was trying to get the same doll as the one sister had . But it was imported from a foreign country long ago, so it doesnt sell it anymore . Im a little off the mark, but Ive prepared this one . Do you like it?

Now, Ill explain to you that this is all very confusing .

My brother thought Melissa was like my broken doll . It was just a simple toy on the shelf in my room . And Melissa, who was then clothed like the doll, by my brother, is of course not a doll, but a human . This madman called a human being who was alive, a doll . At the time, I freaked out and put my fist to my brothers head .

Ouch!